Li Yuanxiu's face had a faint red light and he asked Mo Qiankun with a smile.
Mo Qiankun looked confused, "Prince, doesn't this military style boxing have any secrets or secrets?"
The secret of mind?
Li Yuanxiu was also stunned.
He couldn't help but look at Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun was thinking about what to have for breakfast.
Are you eating small wontons?
Or eat steamed buns?
Or should we keep it simple and make some porridge to drink?
I didn't sleep well that night, and I felt a little angry, so I might as well make some porridge to drink.
"Master? Master?"
Li Yuanxiu shouted twice, and Ye Qingyun came back to his senses.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Qingyun asked in a daze.
Li Yuanxiu said, "Master, this military fist only has moves. Is there any secret to the mental technique?"
Ye Qingyun shook his head repeatedly.
What kind of secret is needed for this thing?
Are you kidding?
It’s not like practicing Seven Injury Boxing.
But then I thought about it.
It seems true
A little too perfunctory.
Otherwise, why don't you just make up some formula yourself?
"Ahem, in fact, if you want to practice this military style boxing better, you can practice it with a formula."
Ye Qingyun said quickly.
Sure enough, there is a formula!
Mo Qiankun suddenly had a guessing look on his face.
Li Yuanxiu, on the other hand, was muttering in his heart.
Yesterday, the master didn't seem to say what formula should be used with this military style boxing?
Why did the mantra suddenly appear today?
Why does it feel like you are fooling people?
"National Master, what is that formula?"
Mo Qiankun asked expectantly.
Ye Qingyun touched his chin and thought for a while.
"Uh, you remember it."
He cleared his throat.
"Let him be strong if he is strong, and the breeze will blow over the hills."
"Let him be his own, and the bright moon will shine on the river."
"He is cruel to himself because he is evil to himself, but I am so angry!"
These three formulas were spoken by Ye Qingyun without blushing or out of breath.
Of course this was not created by Ye Qingyun himself.
But it is very suitable to use it for deception at this moment.
When the people present heard these three mantras, they were all startled at first, and then they all appeared in deep thought.
Especially Mo Qiankun.
He murmured these three mantras in his mouth.
The more I chant, the more I feel my whole person becomes more enlightened and clear.
It was as if everything suddenly became clear.
boom!!!
An indescribable aura erupted from Mo Qiankun's body.
Behind him, a vague figure appeared.
Practicing boxing!
The fist practiced by this figure is Junti Fist!
Every move seems to be exactly the same as what Li Yuanxiu practiced.
But upon closer inspection, there is a huge difference.
"I understand! I understand!"
Chapter completed!